No.36 "I know the key is in somewhere" by Rin (10/31/2007) |
Dear George
Well, where shall I start?
First, I thank you for helping me to look for my car-key that night. It seems that losing things is most
of part of my life. I am so tired looking for lost things but repeating like a rat in a wheel.
My grandmother used to say “You can’t find it when you look, you find it when you are not looking”
It is not always so, but usually I find them in the place I already looked!
As you already know, the large part of San Diego had a terrible firestorm.
Luckily my house was safe, though it was quite close. My neighbors were preparing for the
evacuation and told me to pack the important stuff.
I looked around in my house. Every thing is so familiar and sits right, but nothing approached me to
be protected. I could not figure out any important things to protect from the fire. Maybe I was in a
shock stage…don’t know.
The television was on all day long, which is not ordinary scene in my house. Watching the news,
thinking of the people who lost the house brought me pain… I could be one of them. I could feel so
many lives are changing dramatically.
At the same time, I found myself going out for the grocery shopping in a haze, looking up the dark
red sun in the murky sky and the fire, could not stop thinking that it actually is beautiful.
I was stunned.
I don’t know how to explain this strangeness.
Some part of me was so detached from others.
Maybe psychologist can explain this?
I enjoyed the ‘omnopedian script’ very much.
And I love your “bell”, very soothing brush stroke. Beautiful!
I thought the bell reminds of you.
I have been busy ‘tuning in’ for the next event.
The problem is that I can be distracted quite easily.
It seems that every inspiration is calling me out to get my attention.
I must admit that I am not in the state of thinking with words. My thinking is not translatable at this
moment.
You said, ”The imagination carries within itself the riddle”…. indeed.
My response this time is the Buddhist script. I write this script when I need to take noisy thoughts
away from me.
The title is “I know the key is in somewhere”
P.S.: By the way, I do not belong in any particular religion.
Love&Peace,
Rin
Well, where shall I start?
First, I thank you for helping me to look for my car-key that night. It seems that losing things is most
of part of my life. I am so tired looking for lost things but repeating like a rat in a wheel.
My grandmother used to say “You can’t find it when you look, you find it when you are not looking”
It is not always so, but usually I find them in the place I already looked!
As you already know, the large part of San Diego had a terrible firestorm.
Luckily my house was safe, though it was quite close. My neighbors were preparing for the
evacuation and told me to pack the important stuff.
I looked around in my house. Every thing is so familiar and sits right, but nothing approached me to
be protected. I could not figure out any important things to protect from the fire. Maybe I was in a
shock stage…don’t know.
The television was on all day long, which is not ordinary scene in my house. Watching the news,
thinking of the people who lost the house brought me pain… I could be one of them. I could feel so
many lives are changing dramatically.
At the same time, I found myself going out for the grocery shopping in a haze, looking up the dark
red sun in the murky sky and the fire, could not stop thinking that it actually is beautiful.
I was stunned.
I don’t know how to explain this strangeness.
Some part of me was so detached from others.
Maybe psychologist can explain this?
I enjoyed the ‘omnopedian script’ very much.
And I love your “bell”, very soothing brush stroke. Beautiful!
I thought the bell reminds of you.
I have been busy ‘tuning in’ for the next event.
The problem is that I can be distracted quite easily.
It seems that every inspiration is calling me out to get my attention.
I must admit that I am not in the state of thinking with words. My thinking is not translatable at this
moment.
You said, ”The imagination carries within itself the riddle”…. indeed.
My response this time is the Buddhist script. I write this script when I need to take noisy thoughts
away from me.
The title is “I know the key is in somewhere”
P.S.: By the way, I do not belong in any particular religion.
Love&Peace,
Rin
